A dare for Alexicyn's Birthday
Title: The Dare
Author: digthewriter
Word Count: ~290
Written for: Happy Birthday Alexicyn
Notes: So this is something completely silly I came up with where the first letter of each sentence eventually spells out: Alexicyn (Unbetaed)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Harry is the Auror in charge, and Draco is the troublemaker.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, this drabble is written for fun and no profit is being made.
“Alright, Malfoy. This is the last time I’m going to warn you!” Auror Potter sneered at Draco who was once again caught illegally betting on the latest Quidditch game at the pub.
“Last time, huh? Blimey, Potter. I’m nearly shaking. Nearly.”
Ever since a young man was killed over not being able to pay his debts over a bad gambling luck, the Ministry had deemed illegal for wizards to place bets at local pubs for all sporting events. Potter and Weasley were the Aurors in charge of overseeing the guarding of the citizens in all the dodgy pubs in the wizarding UK.
“Xavier lets you hang out here because I’ve called in the favour. But, I’m telling you, Malfoy. One more tip of how you’re still continuing to do it, and I’ll take you prisoner myself.” Potter scowled at Draco, then at his associates, trying, Draco thought, too look intimidating.
“It must make you feel like a real man, Potter. Threatening innocent civilians. Have you really got nothing else to do?” Draco teased. “I have to admit though, I’m a bit intrigued by your threat.”
“Civilians? Yes. Innocent? Not so much. There’s nothing innocent about you, Malfoy.”
“You talk like you would even know.” Draco rolled his eyes and turned back around to face his associates. “I doubt you could even handle it.”
“No?” Potter asked. He placed his hand on Draco’s shoulder, and a moment later, Draco found himself in a different location. He fell on the floor as soon as he and Potter at Apparated to, what looked like, Potter’s flat. Potter immediately started taking his clothes off. “I’ll be the judge of whether or not I can handle you, Malfoy.” The moment Draco stood up, Potter leaned in to kiss him.
PART TWO
Author: digthewriter
Word Count: ~290
Written for: Happy Birthday Alexicyn
Notes: So this is something completely silly I came up with where the first letter of each sentence eventually spells out: Alexicyn (Unbetaed)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Harry is the Auror in charge, and Draco is the troublemaker.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, this drabble is written for fun and no profit is being made.
“Alright, Malfoy. This is the last time I’m going to warn you!” Auror Potter sneered at Draco who was once again caught illegally betting on the latest Quidditch game at the pub.
“Last time, huh? Blimey, Potter. I’m nearly shaking. Nearly.”
Ever since a young man was killed over not being able to pay his debts over a bad gambling luck, the Ministry had deemed illegal for wizards to place bets at local pubs for all sporting events. Potter and Weasley were the Aurors in charge of overseeing the guarding of the citizens in all the dodgy pubs in the wizarding UK.
“Xavier lets you hang out here because I’ve called in the favour. But, I’m telling you, Malfoy. One more tip of how you’re still continuing to do it, and I’ll take you prisoner myself.” Potter scowled at Draco, then at his associates, trying, Draco thought, too look intimidating.
“It must make you feel like a real man, Potter. Threatening innocent civilians. Have you really got nothing else to do?” Draco teased. “I have to admit though, I’m a bit intrigued by your threat.”
“Civilians? Yes. Innocent? Not so much. There’s nothing innocent about you, Malfoy.”
“You talk like you would even know.” Draco rolled his eyes and turned back around to face his associates. “I doubt you could even handle it.”
“No?” Potter asked. He placed his hand on Draco’s shoulder, and a moment later, Draco found himself in a different location. He fell on the floor as soon as he and Potter at Apparated to, what looked like, Potter’s flat. Potter immediately started taking his clothes off. “I’ll be the judge of whether or not I can handle you, Malfoy.” The moment Draco stood up, Potter leaned in to kiss him.
PART TWO